Chapter 81 Professional Monk

Immediately, the villagers of Xiaojia Village and Lin Xiaowu were all stunned.

Who said that a zombie's body is strong and cannot be injured, who said that a zombie can survive a thousand years? In the face of pure strength, it is still vulnerable! You have seen the zombie's body just now, it can easily smash the stone tablet, but it is still vulnerable to the little monk's silver cudgel!

The body of the zombie is broken, and the soul attached to the head has no place to live. Under the sun's rays, it turned into a cloud of black gas and disappeared. Zombies can only appear in the daytime by relying on their bodies, and they will be eliminated without their bodies.

Seeing that the zombie was destroyed, Xiao Fei took back the silver cudgel and put it back in his ear.

"What a powerful force! With his stick, it is estimated that he can smash ten thousand catties of boulders!"

"That iron rod is his magic weapon?"

The villagers and Lin Xiaowu also knew that the Taoist priests who subdue demons have magic weapons, but the magic weapons of those Taoist priests are basically peach wood swords, gossip mirrors, Taoist talismans or something. But the magic weapon of the little monk is very different, it is a stick.

In comparison, it seems that his magic weapon is simpler, more effective, and more powerful.

At the same time, they were also shocked by the little monk's temper.

"This little monk is so violent! When he got angry, he took out the most powerful magic weapon?"

"Wouldn't it be miserable if someone provoked him?"

At this time, people were a little terrified in their hearts, and they felt awe of Xiao Fei. Don't dare to speak loudly so as not to cause trouble.

It was also the first time for Lin Xiaowu, Lan Yudie and the others to see Xiao Fei angry. I think he is usually very friendly, and he looks cute and cute. But when you get angry, it's kind of scary! At this time, they had a new understanding of Xiao Fei: the little monk was nice to people when he was friendly, but once he touched his bottom line, he was a vicious devil.

"The little monk is angry!? This is the first time I've seen him angry!" Lin Xiaowu suddenly said to the two girls next to him.

"That's right, this is also the first time he scolded someone. He was plagued? Is this what he scolded?" Chen Mengqi said, "He is simply... so good at scolding."

When they were in school before, they also heard those campus gangsters swearing at others. Basically, they swear words like "Drafting?" And the little monk's cursing was just a curse?

Xiao Fei had just come down the mountain not long ago, and he hadn't even learned to swear.

"Also, have you noticed? He claims to be the grandfather of the zombie." Lan Yudie said, "That zombie is the ancestor of the Xiao family village. He said that he is the grandfather of their ancestor, so these villagers..."

Before Lan Yudie finished speaking, all the villagers turned their heads and glared at her. According to Lan Yudie's theory, then Xiao Fei is the grandfather of their ancestors, several generations higher than them! So very angry.

As for Lan Yudie, she hurriedly covered her mouth, secretly regretting that she had spoken so freely.

In fact, Xiao Fei is Monkey King's apprentice, and his seniority is indeed much higher than those villagers, but they don't know it.

"Master, are you still angry?" Lan Yudie walked over to Xiao Fei and asked with concern.

"No more." Xiao Fei said bitterly, "This abominable zombie actually tore apart the monk's robe I've been wearing for ten years!" This monk's robe has been with him for ten years, and there is only one , is the proof that he is a monk, of course he cherishes it very much.

"Since you care so much about this dress, I'll mend it for you when you go back." Lan Yudie said.

"Do you know how to use needlework?" Xiao Fei asked.

"Uh, no!" Lan Yudie said awkwardly, "But I can find a tailor."

"Ahem!" At this time, Xiao Xinghua coughed twice, walked to the front of the crowd and said, "Since the zombies have been subdued, everyone should start preparing for the follow-up. Although the corpse of the ancestor was smashed, it was not destroyed after all Burn it down. We'll pack it up for reburial."

"Yeah." The villagers nodded separately. As long as the body is not burned to ashes, it is still safe after burial.

"By the way, little mage, are these corpses poisonous? Can we touch them?" A villager boldly asked with a shovel in hand.

"The corpse is poisonous, but you can use a shovel." Xiao Fei said, "After the burial, I will do a pure land ceremony to clear away the corpse's aura."

"Okay." The villager nodded, so he and a few others began to put the body parts into the coffin with a shovel.

"Hey, Uncle Hua, come and take a look, there seem to be some antiques inside!" When the villagers approached the coffin, they suddenly found that there were funerary objects inside.

Hearing this voice, everyone walked over curiously to have a look. I saw that there were several pieces of porcelain where the corpse was lying, and all of them were blue and white porcelain.

"These should be treasures!" said a villager.

"I heard that blue and white porcelain is the most valuable, and now we have made a fortune!" Another villager said, "Our ancestors were from the Daoguang period, and these blue and white porcelain should be from the third generation of Qing Dynasty."

"No, these things are the funeral objects of our ancestors. We can't take them, or the spirits of our ancestors in heaven will blame us." Seeing that the villagers wanted to take the funeral objects, the village chief hurriedly said: "Take the things of the ancestors, that is We have forgotten our ancestors, we must put them back where they belong.”

"What you said is wrong!" But you, Xiao Xinghua, have a different opinion, "These antiques are very valuable for research. We can neither sell them for money, nor put them back in the tomb. We should hand them over to the country."

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

"Grandpa Hua's ideological consciousness is still high!" Lin Xiaowu and the others said.

Xiao Xinghua instructed Xiao Liu to carefully take out the blue and white porcelain, and then wrapped it in cloth. The villagers put the body parts into the coffin, and then covered the coffin lid. Put the coffin back in the grave, and finally start filling again.

After everything was over, Xiao Fei performed a Pure Land ceremony for them. The evil spirit zombies have been wiped out, so it's easy to do.

The so-called practice is nothing more than chanting scriptures. One is to save the undead, and the other is to purify the surrounding hostility. And the Pure Land sect itself means the bright paradise.

A group of villagers sat quietly on the mound, while Xiao Fei sat cross-legged in the middle, chanting sutras to them. First, I recited a section of "The Curse of Rebirth" to save the souls of my ancestors.

"Namo Amitabha, Dotagata, Dodiyata, Amitabha..."

"Amitabha!" After chanting the mantra of passing away, Xiao Fei proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then began to recite a section of the "Shurangama Sutra" and "Mahayana Sutra of Infinite Life" in Pure Land Buddhism.

When he was in Lingjue Temple, he read scriptures every day. Compared with reading and studying, his chanting is much more professional.